"This, the wasteland, the wasteland magical beasts gather..."
Thousands of miles ahead, extending to a hundred thousand miles, hundreds of thousands of miles, are all wasteland monsters.
Not only monsters, but also many powerful mythical beasts.
The divine beast was divided into two sides, and the two powerful auras shook the soul just by sensing them.
The most powerful among the mythical beasts!
This is definitely a rare grand scene in the wilderness.
The key is that in the past, when such monsters gathered together, other ethnic groups were not allowed to approach.
If a human cultivator accidentally enters it, he will definitely be killed.
There is no reason to argue.
"Look back now..." Lu Zixu turned around.
"It's too late." Han Muye said calmly.
Ahead, several figures were already flying towards them.
The golden wings spread out, and the power of heaven and earth was penetrated.
The three figures arrived in a blink of an eye and stood suspended in the air.
The three monsters, who were wearing golden robes and whose brows and eyes were full of hostility, had evil spirits gathering on their bodies.
Prehistoric level combat power.
It is a prehistoric level combat power directly revealed by one's own strength, not the kind of prehistoric level controlled by a combination of human puppet masters.
In the God's Domain, this kind of combat power can be regarded as a master among masters.
A power above the prehistoric level is also a big boss in the God's Domain and will not take action easily.
Among the various forces, true cosmic-level beings, as well as those top beings at the cosmic level, rarely appear.
In battles in the divine realm, generally speaking, the truly powerful ones do not want to fight each other directly, so they will train some younger disciples who can be sacrificed to take action.
"How dare you walk through the wasteland after enslaving our demon clan?" the leader, the middle-aged Jinmu, shouted, and the evil energy on his body turned into golden chains, falling towards Han Muye and Lu Zixu.
Several god-level experts behind Lu Zixu were getting ready to move. Han Muye raised his hand and said, "Don't move."
Lu Zixu also raised his hand to suppress it and whispered: "You can't do anything."
When so many powerful monsters gather together, if you dare to resist, you may be chased to death.
What's more, the crimes of enslaving the demon clan actually vary from big to small.
As long as you don't really rely on bloody means to suppress it, and you don't really control the soul, even those demon clans in the God's Domain won't really care.
If we care too much about this kind of thing, it will start a chaotic war between the human race and the demon race.
Although the demon clan occupies a lot of places in the divine domain, they are not truly dominant.
The human race firmly grasps the dominance of the divine domain.
"I am a descendant of the Lu family." A golden light flashed in Lu Zixu's palm.
The chains fell, locking everyone on Zhi Tianjuan's back, but when they heard Lu Zixu say that he was from the Lu family, the three monsters obviously paused.
I have always heard of the reputation of the Seven Families in God’s Domain.
"Huh, let's take it back and talk about it later."
The leading demon clan shouted lowly, then spread its wings and transformed into a big golden bird, dragging the chain and flying away quickly.
Under the chain were the chained Han Muye, the God-Slaying War Puppet, Lu Zixu, Master Mu Yue, and Lu Zixu's god-level guards.
In fact, everyone present can break free of this chain.
The weakest among them, Lu Zixu's several guards, all have god-level peak power due to the blessing of the war puppet body.
They flew away extremely fast, but within a moment, the chains shook, and Han Muye and the others were thrown onto a gray stone mountain.
There are clearly hundreds of human cultivators on this stone mountain.
Han Muye glanced over and found that most of these cultivators were not particularly high in cultivation, and the strongest among them were only half a step above the prehistoric level.
There are not many human masters staying in the wasteland, let alone if there is any change in the demon clan, the masters will naturally run away early.
Han Muye and the others fell, immediately attracting the attention of the surrounding humans.
The few half-step prehistoric level cultivators looked at each other and stood up.
Lu Zixu didn't need to say anything, a god-level practitioner behind him had already walked over.
The guards trained by these big families are not only good at fighting, they are also good at handling various things.
Several other god-level practitioners dispersed, some went to look for people to question, and some kept Lu Zixu and Han Muye in the middle.
After a while, the god-level practitioner who came forward to ask returned with a solemn expression.
"The two overlords in the wasteland, the Jade Golden Elephant and the Howling God Wolf, are fighting, and the entire wasteland has become passive."
"They don't know the specific reason. It seems to be because of a certain treasure."
"Also, now they seem to be preparing to open an altar."
altar.
There are various altars in the divine realm.
This method of inducing certain power through the power of sacrifice is very popular in the divine realm.
Because no one knows what kind of powerful people there are in God's Domain, and what kind of power is behind them.
"Everyone, it is very likely that we will become the victims this time."
A cultivator at the semi-prehistoric level over there stood up, raised his hands to Lu Zixu and Han Muye, and then said solemnly: "If you don't fight for a chance, you may die in the wilderness."
His words made everyone around him nod.
Lu Zixu's expression remained unchanged, and Han Muye's expression was also calm.
This made the practitioner who spoke a little uneasy.
"That's all I have to say. If you are willing to fight, we can join forces." After he finished speaking, he cupped his hands, turned around and walked back to where he was, crossing his legs and closing his eyes.
Everyone here is bound by a blue-gray chain, but in comparison, most of the demon clan's methods are not as sophisticated as the human clan's. Many people present can break this chain.
It's just that the demon clan obviously doesn't care.
There are countless monster clans gathered here, what are you afraid of?
"Such a big event will not only shake the wasteland, but also people from other parties may come to investigate." After the eyes of the people around him turned away, Lu Zixu looked at Han Muye and spoke in a low voice.
When it comes to the battle between the altar and the two wasteland overlords, it is impossible for all the forces in the divine domain to remain unmoved.
"Maybe someone from our Lu family will be strong." Lu Zixu's eyes flashed with a glint.
The Lu family is one of the seven major families in the Divine Realm. There are many powerful people in the family. As long as there are one or two cosmic-level people, it will not be difficult to take away Lu Zixu and the others.
"Wait." Han Muye glanced around and said calmly.
He also wanted to see what treasure caused the two wasteland overlords to fight, and who was implicated in the altar.
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Those who could be left behind were those with cultivation levels above level nine, while others below level nine were probably dead.
This is a wasteland in the divine realm. Without sufficient cultivation, how can we survive?
Han Muye was not in a hurry. He sat cross-legged, folded his hands, and held an ink pen in his palm.
This pen was given to him by Kong Zhongqiu. Now that he was out of the control of Chongwen Hall, it was easier for him to investigate.
A faint aura shrouded the ink pen, Han Muye closed his eyes, and pictures appeared in his mind.
A verdant green bamboo sways in the endless sea of clouds.
Time flies for countless thousands of years, the green bamboo branches and leaves move lightly, and each bamboo leaf can tear the heaven and the earth apart.
These bamboo branches are truly treasures.
"Quiet Fortune Bamboo?" A voice sounded, and then an old man in white robe flew down.
It was Kong Zhongqiu.
Looking at the green bamboo in front of him, Kong Zhongqiu looked surprised. He raised his hand, and golden streams of light turned into golden words, covering the green bamboo.
The bamboo leaves on the green bamboo shook and whirled toward Kong Zhongqiu, like sharp blades.
The green bamboo leaves broke through the sky and the earth, and were blocked three feet in front of Kong Zhongqiu.
"bundle."
Kong Zhongqiu said a word, and all the bamboo leaves turned into a long green snake, coiling obediently in front of him.
The green bamboo was taken away by Kong Zhongqiu and refined into an ink pen.
With just one stroke of this ink pen, the shackles of heaven and earth can be broken.
The mountains and rivers are filled with pen and ink.
Screens of light are intertwined with the picture. This ink pen, made from green bamboo from an unknown world, follows Kong Zhongqiu as he walks around the universe.
This ink pen contains the travels of a top figure in the divine realm!
Moreover, he is also a great master of Confucianism and Taoism, who can touch the experiences of all things and all realms with his mind at any time.
Han Muye immersed himself in those worlds, saw all the prosperity of the world, and wrote about all the various scenery in the world.
A faint cloud-like aura circulated around Han Muye, wrapping his body.
At this moment, his whole person seemed to be sublimating.
In Confucianism and Taoism, the most important thing is state of mind.
Although Han Muye had practiced Confucianism and Taoism, his level of practice was very different from that of a great master like Kong Zhongqiu.
At this time, the picture experience in this ink pen can quickly make him realize.
The enlightenment of Confucianism and Taoism practice made his whole state of mind continue to rise and improve.
His state of mind improved, his body combined with the power of dragon and crocodile, the power of Kui Niu, and the sword power he controlled began to increase.
This was Han Muye's improvement after his cultivation had stagnated for a long time.
This promotion is to bring all his strength together to a level he has never reached before.
"Buzz——"
In his body, a long black sword vibrated, and then turned into a golden crow body.
Golden divine patterns light up one after another, from one to a hundred, and then beyond a hundred, until one hundred and thirty-one divine patterns light up.
The Golden Crow True Spiritual Bone, after nine turns, condenses into the True Spirit Sword and turns into a cosmic-level weapon.
At this time, the true power of this cosmic treasure was finally revealed.
Holding this sword in hand, one can compete with cosmic powers, break through the heavens and the earth, and burn all things with divine flames nurtured by divine patterns.
In other words, Han Muye finally had cosmic-level combat power at this time.
Coupled with the armor on his body and the soldiers in his hands, his combat power can directly compete with those of the strongest in the universe!
The God-Slaughter War Puppet sitting cross-legged not far from Han Muye noticed it, turned his head, and grinned.
It can be said that he watched Han Muye become stronger step by step.
Starting from the Immortal Burial City, they moved forward all the way.
To this day, Han Muye's cultivation level has reached a point where he can no longer sense it.
Grand Master Mu Yue on the side turned his head, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
All this time, she had never really regarded Han Muye as a peer.
Although she was no match for Han Muye in terms of combat power, she thought it was because she gave up her body and her cultivation level declined.
At this time, she realized that Han Muye had surpassed her heyday.
"From now on, I'm afraid I will call you Master Makino..." Master Muyue whispered softly.
When the cloud around Han Muye dissipated, there was a mysterious aura around him.
This aura made him look like a mortal.
If outsiders sense it again, they will find that no matter what their cultivation level is, they feel that Han Muye is at the same level and realm as themselves.
These include those who are powerful at the cosmic level.
"Hey, brother Han, have you made a breakthrough in your cultivation?" Lu Zixu looked up and saw Han Muye, slightly stunned, and asked.
Of course Lu Zixu could see this change.
"Something gained." Han Muye nodded and stood up.
In the distance, hundreds of streams of light flew in.
Countless chains fell downwards.
"Do it-"
Someone shouted, and the gray chains on his body exploded.
Dozens of practitioners flew up, and a prehistoric-level and god-level battle puppet appeared.
"Buzz——"
A sword light rose up and swept across the cloud sky.
This was the first time Han Muye saw a sword cultivator in the Divine Realm.
This sword already has the power of a top-level Immortal Lord, a half-step Immortal Lord, which is about half a step of prehistoric level combat power in the galaxy universe.
The monsters and beasts in the mid-air had huge bodies, spread their wings, or stepped into the air with all four feet, and they all roared down, and the energy and blood power on their bodies crashed down.
The flying war puppets and armor collided with these mythical beasts, causing the void to vibrate.
The heaven and earth of God's Domain are extremely stable, and such vibrations cannot break the heaven and earth apart at all.
"snort."
There was a cold snort in the void, and a ten thousand-foot phantom appeared.
It was a four-legged, one-horned giant beast covered in golden scales. It just grunted and imprisoned all the war puppets.
After flying thousands of feet, the long sword slowly fell.
"Well--"
The giant beast whispered, and the entire gray stone mountain shook, and then slowly flew up.
Mountains with a radius of dozens of miles were uprooted and flew forward.
At this moment, everyone on the stone mountain felt a huge force pressing down, making their bodies unable to move.
Several god-level experts beside Lu Zixu turned to look at Lu Zixu. Lu Zixu glanced at Han Muye, whose expression remained unchanged in front of him, and shook his head slightly.
The stone mountain flies across the sky, spanning thousands of miles.
Standing on the stone mountain, you can see more and more monsters around you, getting stronger and stronger.
Among them there is also a tall mythical beast with a majestic aura.
Stone mountains were flying, and a tall mythical beast turned its head with a smile in its eyes.
"Woo——"
In the void, a long roar came.
Ahead, a huge altar appeared.
There are criss-crossing patterns on this altar, which are complex and mysterious.
Standing on the stone mountain, Han Muye's eyes showed a trace of solemnity as he watched the altar slowly fill with light.
"This altar..."
Han Muye had actually seen the marks on the altar before.
Among the Jinwu tribe among Kunwu, he has seen such an altar, but the altar with the sealing divine pattern over there is not as complicated as this one.
There is also a large formation that seals the body of the dragon and crocodile on the Dripping Blood Cliff, and the marks are very similar to those on this altar.
Looking at it this way, what kind of sacred object is banned on the altar?
So at this time, all the people on this stone mountain are going to be used to offer sacrifices, and the altar will be broken open with the power of the sacrifices?
Han Muye's eyes revealed a glimmer of light, and then he looked at the two figures standing by the altar.
A giant golden elephant holding up the sky, and an old man wearing a silver-white robe.
The giant elephant holding the sky is the jade-gold divine elephant, and the old man in silver robe is the howling divine wolf.
The two overlords in the wilderness of God's Domain stood facing each other with solemn expressions.
"Master God, bring the sacrifices."
The giant beast carrying the stone mountain made a thunderous sound, and then threw the stone mountain towards the altar in front.
As the altar was thrown out, the huge force on the stone mountain dissipated.
"boom--"
At this time, the figures on the stone mountain no longer dared to wait, and flew away towards the space outside the stone mountain.
If you don't run away, you won't be able to escape.